My heart, trembling like a leaf in the first breeze before the storm <br />As clouds clash high above <br />Trembles and shivers in the deepest pain <br />This then is what is called love <br /> <br />My heart, trembling like a leaf in the scorching sun <br />Almost dried, almost died <br />My heart was after all, just a heart <br />Like others that sighed and cried <br /> <br />My heart, trembling like a leaf under the light of the moon <br />As nightbirds alighted on branches <br />Shuddered, as though underneath it saw <br />A cavalry that onward marches <br /> <br />My heart, trembling like a leaf before a storm <br />Almost, almost stopped still <br />All those fanciful theories of being and existing <br />Couldn’t then this heart fulfill. <br /> <br />There was a leaf that fluttered in the storm <br />It silently waited for it’s dreams to take form.<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-trembling-like-a-leaf/
